Some good deeds are decidedly less glamorous than others. And you don’t get much less glamorous than lining up for a port-a-potty.
But more about that later.
My husband and I spent a lovely day today at the outdoor Port Hope Jazz Festival celebrating our 10th wedding anniversary (not sure which one that is – Saran Wrap, probably).
Between yesterday and today I have been blessed with an abundance of musical riches (the Laila Biali Trio was my highlight today) and I may have gone a little overboard in my applause and standing ovations on both days. But, this afternoon, when Laila finished playing the piano and told the audience her finger was turning blue because she’d been playing her heart out for us, how could you not leap to your feet?
That didn’t seem like much of a good deed, however, so later, I boldly went where no good-deed-doer had gone before – the loo. Or, to be precise, the porta-sinks beside the porta-potties.
These sinks are ingenious, actually. And they add a touch of (how do I put this delicately?) … hygiene … to the whole Johnny-On-The-Spot experience. A foot pump operates the water. And they come complete with soap dispenser and paper towel holder. Trouble is, these three elements often combine to create a wet soggy mess in the sinks, clogging the drains and making them unusable. And all that wonderful hygiene goes out the window.
So, in the interest of the porta-potty patrons everywhere, I rolled up my sleeves, took a dry paper towel and wiped out any bits of wet towel that could eventually clog the drains.
Glamorous? No. I’ll try glamorous tomorrow. Or maybe the day after that …
In the meantime, here’s a sample of The Laila Biali Trio from this year’s Montreal Jazz Festival (video courtesy of TSHARKBOP via YouTube):